Young Master Sucks
the story of the beginning..

The day was still so dark, As usual Alya was up to do his routine of cleaning the house, washing clothes, cooking until all the homework Alya did.

Actually the family has enough money if you want to pay a housekeeper, but unfortunately Nensy's mother as stepmother does not want to hire a housekeeper in their home with so many reasons, he said, whether it was fear of theft, fear of poison and all sorts of excuses she used to persuade her husband not to hire a housekeeper.

Though the intention and intention of Nensy's mother to do that so that he can at will tell Alya to work.

Actually Alya had expressed his complaints to the father due to endless homework in addition to that Alya was still sitting in the education bench.. but unfortunately his father did not hear at all and trusted his wife who spoke..

"it is not wrong if girls do homework, besides homework is not too heavy is not, do not be a spoiled child, life is hard".

Since then Alya is more often silent because no one wants to listen to his complaints, he hopes that in a day time can rotate quickly until the contract of his life in the world ends..

Alya had even prayed to God that he be given a malignant disease to take his life, because for him to live in this world only for free there is no love from parents, no love from parents, there was not even anyone he could tell other than the instastory in his ig, although Alya had a good half-sister yet he also rarely had time at home.

After doing homework Alya immediately get ready and take his bike to immediately go to Laundry where he works after he finishes his S1, while waiting for his work call at one of the famous companies.

Not only the company, Alya sent his job application in many places hoping that from the company there was a recruit..

"CZ..CK..CK. Look at that your child, the more days there is no courtesy to the parents". Nensy's mother grumbled from the window of Alya's departure.

I mean Nensy's mother spoke like that because Alya habit has never been alone when going and coming home at night, even the hour of his return was uncertain.

"Maybe he's in a hurry". Answer Mr. Roy as Alya's real father.

"You've always understood his insolent attitude!". Upset Miss Nensy.

"It's still morning, Oyah wake Owin to breakfast together, hmm. Maybe today I'm slow to go home, there's overtime in the office" Mr. Roy.

"Yes yeah...". Answering lazily while walking towards Owin's room was the biological son of Bu Nensy, who was Alya's handsome half-brother, a fool but had a good heart.

In laundry...

"This much". Alya was tired.

it's still morning

Alya is focusing on seeing the list of names and addresses of people who will deliver clothes that have been in the laundry because Alya's job is as a courier in the laundry.

"It's just enough really". said Lea Alya's friend while laughing mockingly.

"I can't stand ". Alya replied as she leaned back into the chair and looked up while closing her eyes, imagining fatigue after this.

"In willing to do it, bay the way next Sunday already hihihi payday".

"studies... ". Mumbled Alya quietly,

Salary is not how much with Alya's work does not also make him excited, if only Alya still gets pocket money from his father maybe he will not make this trip, he will not make this trip, if only Alya still get pocket money from his father, but since the end of college Alya does not have that right anymore.

"The spirit of yuk.. there are still many trials that have not been tried heheh". Lea laughed then went to the back to wash the customer's clothes because part of it was washing and ironing.

His fate is almost the same as Alya just that Lea is more fortunate in his family life, Lea is less fortunate in the economy, so he can only graduate High School, it was thanks to government assistance.

"Yes is a broken heart." he murmured,

Today he had to go back and forth to the laundry because of the booming delivery.

12 Houses Alya has managed to visit now heading to the luxury apartment located on the 20th floor.

The elite apartment inhabited by wealthy people, Alya has been accustomed to take the clothes of the customers there, so it is no stranger to him to enter the apartment to deliver clothes.

The receptionist is also no stranger to seeing Alya so that he can just enter at will without having to be asked again, what else in Alya's hands is clearly there about plastic furniture laundry.

"Ting tongs". Alya pressed Bell.

Usually the room will be opened by a man who only extends his hand without having to show his face.

"Just open the door not in the lock". Say a man from inside.

"Oh okay..". Soon Alya entered without hesitation.

"Where should I put your clothes, sir?". Ask Alya politely.

"Just put it there". The man replied as he turned around, in his hand was a cup of bitter coffee, a habit he did not like sweet drinks.

Alya was amazed in his heart he said "it is not this man who leads the company PT.Indra jaya Company" .

one of the companies where Alya entered her job application.

Alya certainly knows because Alya has been finding out a lot of information about the company, including the leader and the origin of the company.

"Emmm..." Instantly Alya flinched with the man's voice.

"Emm sorry sir". Alya hurriedly put down the clothes.

"Sa.I'm sorry sir". Alya's movements became a little strange, salting well Alya salting.

It feels like Alya told Indra that he needs a job in his office, but shame and fear also enveloped him.

"Don't forget to lock the door". said the man, then moved to retrieve his phone.

"Ba.baik sir". Alya immediately came out from inside the apartment room.

"Duh bego really, why not talk first just out, as soon as the introduction or whatever, the cake approach what cake can be accepted in his company". Alya was upset with herself.

The excitement to work in the company is very large, many people enter there using acquaintances, insiders and families..

While Alya hahaha was just a friend he didn't have, how would he enter, what else would his brain be.

Alya continued her journey to deliver clothes to customers, but the meeting was never out of her sight.

"Oh shit, how could I meet him again". Alya complained while sitting limply in the laundry as soon as he came home to rest.

seriated